tempodreams: Being able to still be in his bed was already an exploit, keeping the covers were anoth
tempodreams: Being able to still be in his bed was already an exploit, keeping the covers were another one, finding Vanitas snuggled against him in place of his pillow, was, however, more related to the realm of the impossible than the one of exploits. And yet, the young man did not budge, even when Noé could tell he was fully awake. Slowly, he tried to move his arms away, but halfway through his movement he felt the human shift against him, slipping out a hand from the little cocoon he had made using their body, to grip at his sleeve and pull back his arm against him. “Good morning.” Tried to say Noé, though his voice was still hoarse due to the lingering sleepiness. He cleared his throat before continuing. “Can I know what you are doing?”He looked down to see the man dart an eye open, then closing it again. “Sleeping.” Vanitas replied. “I… noticed that much. What I meant was: what are you doing in—?”“Noé, as I said, I’m sleeping. Shut it.”“Can I at least—?”“No.”“Alright.”He breathed in, settling himself comfortable while Vanitas was resuming his “nap”. Today would be a long morning. -- source link